Waiting Around To Die (Lemonheads Style)

One time, friends, I had a mom, I even had a pa.

He beat her with a belt once because she cried.

She told him to take care of me, headed down to Tennessee.

It was easier than just waiting 'round to die.

Well I came of age and I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar.

She cleaned me out and hid it on the sly.

I tried to kill the pain, bought some wine and hopped a train.

Seemed easier than just waitin' round to die

Then a friend said he knew where some easy money was

We robbed a man and, brother, did we fly

But the posse caught up with me, drove me back to Muskogee

Now it's two long years of waitin' round to die.

Now I'm out of prison, I got me a friend at last.

He don't drink or steal or cheat or lie.

His name's Codine, he's the nicest thing I've seen.

Together we're gonna wait around and die

Together we're gonna wait around and die